After the divorce of a luxurious ex-husband

Shan Rao and song ran left ahead of time, and the aftermath of the hospital was handed over to Yan Hao.

That night, Shan Rao worked overtime in the company. When Yan Hao came back from buying dinner and pushed the lunch box in front of him, the smile on his face was somewhat strange.

"Young master, there's something..."

He rubbed his palm and carefully observed his young master's face.

Shan Rao smelled the speech, took advantage of the gap between tapping the computer keyboard, looked up and joked, "why, was harassed by the new little girl from the legal department?"

"No, young master..." in the face of ridicule, Yan Hao didn't argue for himself as before. He stared and thought for a while, turned back cautiously and closed the door of the office.

Standing by the door, he looked heavily at the direction of the desk, showing some hesitation.

Aware that the atmosphere was wrong, Shan Rao also restrained the smile on his face, closed the computer and looked up, "what's the matter? Say. "

Yan Hao coughed twice and paced to the table, "about Miss Song, you asked me to go to the hospital to explain the follow-up confidentiality work to the doctor, but the doctor said, he said..."

"What did he say?" The first time I saw a big man so hesitant, Shan Rao almost exhausted all his patience, "say it quickly!"

"The doctor said there was no problem with the test report. The test results proved that Miss Song's child was really not related to President yuntengshang, that is to say..."

As he spoke, he took out the identification report from his arms, flattened it and pushed it in front of the man, "that is to say, the child's father is someone else."

Yan Hao saw that his young master's face was gloomy with the naked eye.

Shan Rao stretched out his hand, picked up the document and turned it directly to the final appraisal result. His emotions were so complicated that he couldn't tell for a moment.

Finally, he put the document down again, with a weak and quiet tone. "It's not surprising that the child is a surrogate, and the father has another person."

"That's true. It seems that Miss Song may have wanted to divorce president Shang for a long time, so she didn't want to leave his offspring, but... "Yan Hao nodded and then paused," but Miss Song has always been cautious in doing things. Aren't you curious about who the child's father is? "

"Curious about what?" The man smelled the speech and raised his eyebrows slightly, showing disdain on his face. "No matter who the child is, it can't change my feelings for her. Is there any difference for me whether the child is Shang Rui's or other men's?"

"Tell me, is there a difference?" He pulled out the treble again and repeated a sentence. Yan Hao always felt a little sad in his words.

It doesn't make any difference, but I don't know why. The more he goes on, the more intense the fire gathered in the man's eyes. He picked up the document and hit the other party's feet. "Why do I hesitate for a long time, and you just tell me these useless things?"

"No, young master..." Yan Hao was so bent that he pestled his hand forward in an attempt to comfort his young master. "I mean, we can check secretly and know who the child's father is. Only by knowing ourselves and the enemy can we be invincible, can we? If the other party also admires Miss Song, we can also predict our competitors in advance. "

"All right, shut up." Shan Rao raised his hand and showed his impatience. "Shi ran said that the best way to win a woman is sincerity. Otherwise, how can Shan Yuan's wood overcome difficulties? You are a person who has no first love. I don't listen to you. Get out of here... "

When he finished, the raised hand pointed out the door, "go away, don't give me bad ideas. I won't investigate my woman behind my back."

The man's tone was firm. Yan Hao secretly scoffed at his righteous appearance and muttered in disdain: "I haven't pulled my hand much. How can I become your woman..."

"What are you talking about?"

Shan Rao didn't hear what he was saying, but instinctively realized that it must be bad. As soon as he patted the table and wanted to attack, the mobile phone on the side rang.

With a glance of drooping eyes, the anger around the body went out in an instant, and then the whole person became soft. Before picking it up, he cleared his throat twice, "well, Miss Song, what's the matter?"

Yan Hao tilted his mouth and felt sorry and helpless for his young master's degeneration. Then he shook his head and left under the sign of the other party.

"Report?" After hearing what the woman opposite said, he couldn't help glancing up at the identification report just thrown to the ground by him, "where are you?"

In the interval when the other party gives a response, he has pushed aside his chair, picked up his coat, held it in his hand, picked up the documents on the ground and raised his feet to go out.

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The airport lobby in 20 minutes.

After entering the gate, the man trotted all the way, half gasping and stopping in front of the woman.

Song ran was slightly surprised and reached for the document he handed over. "You can send someone to send it. You don't have to go there in person."

The man's forehead was permeated with fine beads of sweat. After trying to calm his breathing, he hooked his lips and smiled, "I will do miss song's thing myself."

He said, and could not help but frown, "not all hotels have been booked. Why don't you take a night off and leave tomorrow morning?"

"No." The woman buried her head and stuffed the documents into her bag. "There's something to deal with back."

At this time, the broadcast in the airport hall began to broadcast the boarding information from Shanghai to Kyoto. Before Song ran followed the flow of people to the boarding gate, he still raised his eyes and smiled gently, "thank you for today, Mr. Shan."

Then he nodded slightly, put his bag on his shoulder and went to the entrance.

The man followed behind him with an uncomfortable smile: "in fact, I didn't help today."

Shan Rao spoke vaguely, but song ran understood it at the first time. She stopped and looked at him.

After a brief hesitation, he finally chose to be honest, "I think you should know the authenticity of this report from the doctor."

The man was stunned, then lowered his eyelids, inserted a hand into his pocket as if to hide his uneasiness, shrugged slightly and admitted, "yes."

"In that case, I don't want to say more." Song Ran's mood at the bottom of her eyes was always peaceful. Without the usual hostility, she pursed her lips. "There is a past personal grudge between Shang Rui and me. I have no obligation to report to you, but now that you know it, you know it."

She had a calm attitude. After saying that, she was quiet for a moment before she reopened her mouth: "about the cooperation between the two countries, you should think about it and give me an answer as soon as possible."

"Don't think about it." He was tall and straight, looked down at the cold expression on the woman's face, and immediately gave a response: "if you say cooperation, I have no opinion."

Then, looking at the figure that faded away after integrating into the crowd, the man's heart like a deep pool seemed to be thrown into a stone, with little ripples.

He can't miss this woman.

As Shan Yuan said, "I want to share everything with her. I want to protect her. I can't wait to make her Mrs. Shan."

Therefore, he should eliminate any potential hidden dangers one by one.

No one in the world can rob Miss Song with him.

So before leaving the airport, he took his cell phone out of his pocket, dialed the phone and went out.

As soon as he was connected, he asked very seriously: "no matter what method you use, I want to know which bastard the child's father is!"